It is enough!
Therefore, Lord, take my spirit
from here to the spirits of Zion;
undo the ties , that gradually are tearing me apart;
set free this mind
that yearns for its God,
that daily laments and nightly weeps:
It is enough!

There is enough
of the misery that crushes me!
Adam’s greed for the apple, the poison of sin
have all but smothered me;
nothing good dwells in me.
What miserably separates me from God,
what each day marks me out as polluted
- of this there is enough.

It is enough
only when my Jesus wills.
He indeed knows my heart;
I wait for him and meanwhile keep calm,
until by him all the sorrow
that gnaws away at my sickly breast
is put aside and he says to me:
It is enough!

It is enough,
Lord, when it is pleasing to you,
then grant me release.
May my Jesus come!
Now good night, o world.
I am going to heaven’s house,
I go confidently from here with joy;
my dismal sorrow remains down below.
It is enough!